Trapped in a circus cage,
In a world of dancing rage,
They keep cheering up though know it's all was staged ,
So they raised those cubs with meat on a silver plate ,
Shove and shove as there's an empty space ,
Those times flew fast but it's all just yesterday,
Now the three turns one , cubs turns wolves!
Run run run until we see the edge of sky ,
Until we see much wider sun ,
Can't wait to get back and tell you what I've become.
Run run run until we scarred every piece of skin ,
Until we break every bones ,
Can't wait to get back and laugh at each others face.
One has lead a new pack far far away,
As the new colours coats,
I believe it's still dark inside i suppose,
Honour your inner core,
remember who you are,
One is barely on the eyes you're struggling to resurface,
Don't be fooled by the water ,
The current might be strong but I know you're stronger,
Rise up you're swimmer,
The sun is up so rise and shine,
We're the three trapped wolves once!!
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42
PoetryI will keep writing until the chapter succeeds 41 and precedes 43. P/S : I do not own any of the illustration in this writings
